The night between you and Matt was lively, to say the least. He was a very enthusiastic partner for certain activities and it was impressive how he treated you so well, but he knew how to destabilize you. In the good sense.

And every morning since Matthew started dating you, he was late for work. It was difficult to get out of bed when he held your waist and tried to make some sweet sounds out of you with his hands. He didn't want to get out of bed and would take you in that situation if he wanted to.

He loved the way the bed smelled after yesterday. Your scent gets on everything and he almost goes crazy when he smells it on his shirt while he's still looking at boring cases in his office. When it came to you, Matt wasn't exactly the most civil and calm. So he didn't mind leaving early just to eagerly hear your voice again.

Now, the sun invading the room (you would have to remind him to buy curtains), you finally wake up. The sore body, but something that makes you smile, especially because it was your boyfriend who did it. His arm around your waist, even though he was sleeping, Matt held on tightly. But maybe, he's not sleeping.

Matt always knew when you woke up and knew your every step.

"Hey..." His voice is husky and sleepy, his hair is messed up in an adorable way that makes you want to shower Matt with kisses.